Do the memories ever really go away?
Do they just go dormant and then replay?
I cut and smoked and drank to numb the pain
only to wake up and feel the same
now I avoid the mirrors and the camera screens
If I don’t look then I won’t be seen
I pretend my life is a movie scene
Can you yell “cut” so I can wipe the slate clean?
I’m ashamed of my body and the hate it’s consumed
But in my mind there’s only room for two
I can take the hurt and everything I’ve been through
But please don’t tell me I’ll lose you too
I’m in love and I’m finally free,
but my mind still plays tricks on me
I can’t be happy if I’m not who I want to be
I think I’m trapped in a world I wasn’t meant to see
One step forward and two steps back
Can I ever be satisfied with what I have?
I want to live in the moment but the moments aren’t enough
to erase the days that came before and get back what I lost